Author: somewhatavidreader

Jealous Tin?

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florbexter:

Is this the first time I managed jealous Tin?? I guess it is – yeah 

TinCan Ficlet

“There was no need to hug him,” Tin grinted out, “there was literally no need!”

“It was his birthday!”

Tin grabbed the steering wheel harder and the tension was visible in every line of his body. “You said you met Good’s brother one time in your life, a wai would have been sufficient.”

Can had known something was wrong the moment Tin had put on his neutral face. When he was around Can, Can’s family or their friends he looked like a smile was hiding in the corners of his mouth. Not now.

The anger vibrated under his skin but Can knew that he wouldn’t get loud or punch something to let his frustration out. Not like Can.

But Can wouldn’t let Tin’s anger fuel his own. He wouldn’t apologize for hugging someone he thought was worth hugging. Was he sad that he caused Tin pain? Yes, but their relationship didn’t make Tin the only person allowed to receive Can’s affection.

“Could you please stop the car?”, Can asked.

“I am not going to cause an accident because I am angry,” Tin said through clenched teeth, but halted the car nevertheless.

And that was why Can loved him. Because he listened to everything Can said.

It was dark outside, and the lights of passing cars painted weird shadows on Tin’s face. Can waited. Dealing with Tin’s anger and possessiveness was always a waiting game, while Can’s anger had to be dealt with immediately. He was quick to burst, but also quick to soothe.

Tin stared straight ahead and maybe it had been one minute or ten but some of the tension left his body, and he closed his eyes, and leaned back against the headrest.

“I am more angry at myself,” he murmured and finally looked at Can. There was anger still lurking in his eyes, but also sadness and a sort of resignation.

“This jealousy is stupid. His wife was standing next to him.”

Can unfastened his and Tin’s seatbelt and crawled on Tin’s lap. It was an easy move, because he did it all the time. Making out in Tin’s fancy ass car was one of his favourite things to do.

“I love you,” he said and caressed the smooth skin around Tin’s eyes. He hated to see wrinkles out of worry or anger there. He wanted laugh lines, happy wrinkles.

Tin put his hands on his waist and his eyes softened, like everytime Can said those three words.

“I know,” he answered and the arrogant smirk was back on his face. Can loved that smirk, too.

Can kissed him with a familiarity that was both reassuring and exhilarating. He couldn’t get enough of Tin’s taste. Their tongues played lazily while their breath quickened.

“We will get arrested for offending public decency,” Can murmured.
“I will make a donation to the police headquarter,” Tin replied and put his hands under Can’s button down. Can shivered but… 

“Wait, bribing the police would work?”
He felt Tin’s shurg.
“Rich people are wild!”

!!! We stan a healthy relationship that has communication!!

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weilongfu:

Fanfic Series Master post  
Series: Love by Chance
Pairing: TinCan

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(Also on AO3)
Fanfics are listed here in the order they should be read.

The Worst Kiss: [Tumblr, AO3]
Tin has a plan to get more kisses out of Can. It may or may not be a bad idea. It also may or may not get out of hand.

So baby, can I?: [Tumblr, AO3]
Can and Tin have been dating for months. It takes Pete’s teasing and Can’s sister to get them to finally be more than that.

The smile that charms me: [Tumblr, AO3]
Can knows how to get what he wants out of Tin. Bribery, sex, food, cute words, all those things do not matter. Tin knows better, knows those as tools of manipulation. But Can has one tool Tin will always fall for, his smile. And Tin falls willingly.

The walls have ears (But they’re not yours): [Tumblr, AO3]
Tin has his moments of being melodramatic, talking to himself in the mirror, spending time under the shower contemplating deeper thoughts, and Can had never found anything too bothersome about it. Until it comes to a boiling point.

Can I have this dance (Teach me the steps): [Tumblr, AO3]
Tin may have been cold and aloof, but Can was always the one who was comfortable in his skin. So comfortable, that he’d forgotten the distance between their social standings. An invitation to a ball and a crash course in etiquette make Can wonder just how cut out he is to be with Tin after all.

All your little hurts: [Tumblr, AO3]
Can hurts, a little emotionally and a little physically. Tin hasn’t been able to do much about it lately, but tonight he does his best to fix everything. He’s not always good with words, but at least he’s good with his hands.

Counting Devotions: [Tumblr, AO3]
There are nights where Tin is fast, nights were Tin takes his time, nights where the only goal is to drive Can insane before Can reciprocates. Tonight, Can’s body feels like an idol and Tin is paying devotions.

Repeat after me, I need a vacation: [Tumblr, AO3]
The sky is blue, water is wet, and Tin has a mountain of classwork. These are some of the truths that Can knows. But another thing he knows is that it’s been MONTHS since Tin had some proper down time and while Can might not have a lot of money, he’s determined to take Tin on a vacation of sorts.

Reblogging this because I still have prompts to answer, but maybe some of you want to indulge in an AU where Tin and Can actually have most of their shit together. THUS I ALREADY WROTE FIX IT.

The last prompt got me thinking, we’ve heard a lot of mention about Tul but not a tonnnn about Tin’s parents. What are their reactions when they find out TinCan are dating (if you’re still taking prompts) – lbc-tincan

weilongfu:

“So, Tul says you’ve been seeing someone.” Tin’s father doesn’t even look at him, doesn’t notice how Tin’s body has prepared itself for a fight. Tin’s father continues pouring himself some brandy. “You haven’t introduced her to your mother and I yet.”

“No, I haven’t introduced him to you yet.”

Tin’s father pauses. “Excuse me?”

“I’ll arrange a dinner, father. Do tell mother to clear her schedule.”

“And Tul?”

“Hasn’t Tul already made up his mind? If he wants to join, how can I stop my older brother?”
—–
It was as casual a dinner as Tin could manage to arrange. 

First, at least dinner was at home. And Tin made sure the cooks were preparing only Thai food. That would give Can some manner of comfort. 

Second, it wasn’t in the extravagant dining room his mother preferred for parties. It was in the smaller one for small family gatherings. Tin also absolutely refused the use of his mother’s best settings. Tin insisted that they use the unpainted china set. 

Third, Tin managed to his father to not dress like he was at a business dinner and his mother to not dress like she was at a charity ball. There was no helping Tul’s face though.

Can showed up wearing his nicest button down shirt and khakis. He smiled at Tin and Tin fought the urge to grab his hand and run away instead of having this stupid dinner. 

“Hi…” Can pressed a kiss near the corner of Tin’s lips. “Ready?”

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”

Can shrugged. “You’ve warned me about them plenty. Did you warn them about me?”

This time Tin smiled. “Not at all.”
—–
Tin introduced Can. Can, to his credit, performed the most respectful greeting of his life. 

What followed next was borderline disrespectful.

“So what major are you in?” Tin’s father asked.

“I’m in Sports Science, sir.”

Tul smiled, but Can thought it looked very predatory. “I didn’t know the IC program had a Sports Science major.”

“They don’t,” Can said with a shrug. 

Tul looked as if he was ready to go in for the kill. “Then, you are in the Thai program?”

“Why, yes I am P’Tul!” Can’s face lit up. “P’Tul, tell me, you must be so impressed that I am a Thai program.”

Tul’s face twisted into a weird expression. The conversation was not going how he intended. Tin was only smiling softly to himself. Mother and father were silently watching the debacle. 

“So if you’re a Thai program, I do hope you have Tin’s best intentions at heart.” 

“I assure you P’Tul, I have better intentions for Tin than you do.”

Tul’s face didn’t give away any hint of his anger, but Can could see it in his eyes. Tin’s mother motioned for the both of them to calm down, but neither had even raised their voice yet.

“Now now boys, we have only just sat down to dinner. Please, do calm down.” Tin’s mother then turned to Can. “I do apologize, Can. Sometimes Tul gets so protective of Tin.”

“There are many words I would use to describe P’Tul, Khun. I am not sure protective is one of them.”

Tin snickered into his water glass, but Can kept his expression placid and polite. 

“Well, I’m glad there is no bad blood then. I will only ask you to be mindful of Tin. Help me keep him out of trouble, hmm?”

“Oh Khun, I will absolutely make sure he stays out of all unnecessary trouble.”

Tin’s father coughed this time. “Unnecessary trouble?”

“Oh of course sir. Sometimes just a little trouble is necessary.”

“For what reason could anyone want trouble?”

“Sometimes,” Can said as he turned to look at Tin, “We need a little trouble to shake up our lives, make us see what’s really important. We learn to let people in and help us after a little bit of trouble.” Can turned back to smile at Tin’s father. “A tiny bit of necessary trouble does no harm then, don’t you think, sir?”

Tin surveyed the field. His mother and father were perplexed. Tul was fuming.

The first course hadn’t even been served yet. 

This was the best dinner of Tin’s life.

Any Drabble tincan pleaseee

fkyb:

I’m on a mission to fix the ep of hell i didn’t see, okay, bear with me!

13 -“ You’re lying, you’re blushing.” “Shut up, no I’m not!”

“Tin, open up!” Can calls as he knocks on the car’s window. Tin rolls the window down but doesn’t unlock the door. The last time Can was in his car he broke his heart, he doesn’t need a repeat performance.

“What do you want?” Tin asks coldly.

Can doesn’t answer right away, and Tin feels all the ice he wrapped around his heart melt at the sight of tears gleaming in Can’s eyes. Shit. He opens the door and Can slips inside without a word.

“I miss you,” Can blurts, eyes fixed on the dashboard in front of him. “I think about you all day long, and all I can see when I close my eyes is your face, and I wonder how you are all the time and I can’t even call because I’m the one who rejected you.”

Tin isn’t breathing.

“Can we go back to how we were before? Start again from there?” Can asks, finding the courage to look directly at Tin.

“No, Can,” begins Tin, and before he can finish his sentence Can is nodding, tight lipped, one hand already reaching for the door’s handle. Tin grabs his shoulder to make him stay, and they both freeze at the first contact they have had in weeks.

“Can,” Tin says slowly, trying to control his breathing. “I don’t want to go back to how we were before. It’s not enough for me, and you know it. I can’t be just friends with you, Can.”

“I know,” Can says, and there’s something in his expression that Tin doesn’t dare to trust. “Tin, I – I don’t want to be just friends with you either. Not anymore,” and there’s a hopeful look in his eyes that Tin can’t deny for the life of him. Can reaches for Tin’s hand tentatively, letting his own hang in the space between them, waiting for Tin to take the next step.

“Do you mean it?” Tin whispers, too choked up to talk any louder.

Can nods, and Tin takes his hand.

Later, after dinner, Tin drives Can home. Before Can leaves the car, Tin has something to ask.

“Tell me, did you change your mind because you missed my kisses?”

“What? No! I missed you as a whole!” Can says, gesturing vaguely to all of Tin.

“You’re lying, you’re blushing.”

“Shut up, no I’m not!” Can denies, his palms coming up to cover his cheeks.

“You are, and it’s terribly cute, and I’m going to kiss you again, alright?” Tin says as he leans forward into Can’s space. He stops before reaching him, letting him take the next step.

Can meets him in the middle, sighing against his lips, one hand coming up to cup Tin’s skull and hold him close. As close as they should always be.

So Can sleeps in Tins shirts right?

florbexter:

OF COURSE Can is sleeping inTin’s shirts, what else should he wear?

Warning for NSFW under the cut

TinCan Ficlet

The first time it happened Tin didn’t realize that Can was wearing his shirt. He had been half asleep and heard Can complain about the AC, the bed had wobbled and Can had came back with a shirt on. Tin had fallen asleep. The next morning he watched how Can crawled out of the bed a bit sleepdrunk and his eyes fell on Can’s butt, which was hidden beneath a shirt longer than normal. He was suddenly wide awake.

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behindthegrooves:

On this day in music history: November 10, 1967 – “Baby Now That I’ve Found You” by The Foundations is released. Written by John MacLeod and Tony Macaulay, it is the debut single for the R&B/Pop band from London, UK. By the late 60’s, the influence of American Soul music, particularly Motown has spread far and wide. One place where that impact is felt strongly is England. Formed in 1966, The Foundations stand apart immediately from other British bands of the era. This is not only due having nine members (initially), but for their multi-racial make up and differences in age. Beside the United Kingdom, the band members are also from the West Indies and Sri Lanka. Originally a member of jazz saxophonist Ronnie Scott’s band, Jamaican born saxophonist Mike Elliott is 37 years old at the time the band comes together. On the other end of the spectrum, British born drummer Tim Harris is barely eighteen by the time the band play their first gig in January of 1967. The rest of The Foundations include Clem Curtis, Raymond Morrison (lead vocals), Peter Macbeth (bass), Alan Warner (guitar), Tony Gomez (keyboards), Pat Burke (saxophone) and  Eric Allandale (trombone). The band play The Butterfly Club early on, barely making enough money to support and feed themselves, when they’re discovered by managers Ron Fairway and Barry Class. Another person who sees them early on and spots their potential is songwriter Tony Macaulay. They end up losing singer Raymond Morrison who winds up going to jail for six months, is briefly replaced by future shock rocker Arthur Brown before he too drops out. The Foundations receive a major break when they are seen by Beatles manager Brian Epstein, who sign them to his management company NEMS. The band are also signed to Pye Records and record their first single “Baby Now That I Found You”, penned by Tony Maculay and John MacLeod. Only two days after its released in the UK on August 25, 1967, Epstein dies unexpectedly of an accidental overdose which abruptly ends The Foundations’ association with NEMS. The record initially fails to generate any attention, when it is discovered by the newly established BBC Radio 1. Eager to break new records not already being played by pirate stations like Radio Caroline, they begin playing “Baby Now That I Found You”. The infectious single finally takes off, spending two weeks at #1 on the UK singles chart beginning on November 8, 1967. The record is licensed to MCA distributed Uni Records the same month, peaking at #11 on the Billboard Hot 100 on February 17, 1968 and #33 on the R&B chart on February 24, 1968. “Baby” is later covered by numerous artists including Alton Ellis, Vicki Sue Robinson, Donny & Marie Osmond, and by Alison Krauss & Union Station whose version earns Krauss and her band a Grammy Award in 1996. The Foundations original version continues to enjoy popularity on radio and was featured in the comedy “Shallow Hal” in 2001.

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